Tik Tok (feat. BlocBoy JB) - HoodRich Pablo Juan

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Go 'head, O Ha, ha Ayy, Dil Ha, ha How you got the bag when your Rollie outdated? ('Dated) My lil' bitch, she bad, and she drive a Mercedes (Skrt) Two twin Glock the mag, call 'em Mary and Katie (Katie) Your bitch in love with the white, She wanna marry Slim Shady (That's on my momma) Woah, she want the blow, I know (Know) Where's your Glock? My coat (Coat), Deja vu, I done seen this before ('Fore) Rendezvous on your bitch on the low (Woah), Stick and move when I fuck on your ho (Ooh) I can tell how she move, she a pro (Yeah), shh, nobody know (Huh) I can tell you your mom worried 'bout, she work a 9 to 4 (Work) I heard your bitch know how to rap, I just might sign the ho (Sign) And your crew, I'ma line 'em up (Huh) I'll shoot you, where your spine'll go (Word) And you say that you throwin' them bullets But tell me where the fuck the spiral go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Nigga, John Wall, Wizard, Dan beater, kick ya (Kick ya) We don't shake no hands with the opposition, nigga (Fuck 'em) LA Clippers, Eastside Cripper (Crip) Keep playin' with my dogs 'til I make 'em go and sic ya How you got the bag when your Rollie outdated? ('Dated) My lil' bitch, she bad, and she drive a Mercedes (Skrt) Two twin Glock the mag, call 'em Mary and Katie (Katie) Your bitch in love with the white She wanna marry Slim Shady (That's on my momma) How you got the bag when your Rollie outdated? ('Dated) My lil' bitch, she bad, and she drive a Mercedes (Skrt) Two twin Glock the mag, call 'em Mary and Katie (Katie) Your bitch in love with the white, She wanna marry Slim Shady (That's on my momma) How you got the bag when your Rollie outdated? How you got the bag when your Rollie outdated? H-h-how you got the bag when your Rollie outdated? When your Rollie outdated, your Rollie outdated-dated

Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas on Yeah yeah (woo!) Yeah (6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, woo!) (6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, woo!) Yeah 901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side Oh well, f*ck 'em dog, we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died They won't be expectin' sh*t when Capo go to slide 'Cause I told them that we put that sh*t behind us, but I lied Ayy, ayy, look who I'm around, man If I f*cked up, I'ma be downtown, man Fourth floor bound, man, that's if I get caught, man Pushed me to the edge, so it really ain't my mothaf*ckin' fault, man I'm not to blame, man The f*cking industry is cutthroat, I'm not the same man I'm not gonna let you check the tag, now I'm rocking name brand I'm only chasing after bags, now I got a game plan And I'm out here whipping boots Sipping hundred, 305 look alive, look alive Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side Oh well, f*ck 'em dog, we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died They won't be expectin' sh*t when Capo go to slide 'Cause I told them that we put that sh*t behind us, but I Bitch, come through, you, and you I'ma get the money, D-D-Drizzy get the loot Pull up with that Draco Play with Drake and I'ma shoot My weapon be on instant, man I'll blow you like a flute Nigga play so he feelin' it Pull up all day with a K, I ain't shiverin' Drop a nigga like he littering We at the door like we the delivery He not a plug, he middle man That-that nigga brown like cinnamon I got the rounds like Sugar Ray Robinson Shot to the chest have you gaspin' for oxygen I'ma spay 'em, just like Febreeze Came a long way from sittin' in the nosebleeds Now a nigga on the floor talkin' to the athletes Now I'm so close to the game I could steal the stat sheet 901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side Oh well, f*ck 'em dog, we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died They won't be expectin' sh*t when Capo go to slide 'Cause I told them to put that sh*t behind us, but I lied Behind me but I lied, ayy, ayy

Coupe! Got the missing roof, your boo came up missing too Poof! I just stoled your boo, now ooh, she gon' eat the crew Bread up in the gang, you would think that Bagg was comin' through (Word) Smile in my face but like a plastic bag I see through you Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Yeah you fucked 'em up with this one Tay Keith Hah, hah, hah You got BlocBoy JB, Tay Keith produced it Word, word, word, word, word That cash talk, money long Shows getting booked Chopper fired at a motherfucker's dome Hoes getting took And if he playin', man he still won't make it home Whole lot of Bloc Nation block niggas in your ass Ayy what you on cuz? Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Skrrt, skrrt) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (Huh?) Made a hundred plays in the Focus (Skrrt) Gotta maintain, stay focused (That's on my mama) Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Word) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (I don't know ya) Made a hundred plays in the Focus (Skrrt) Gotta maintain, stay focused Headshot a nigga ass to see what his mind do Catch him at a red light or a fuckin' drive-through (That's on my mama) Nigga playin' with the crew like we ain't gon' shoot (Woo woo) Ooh-woo, now them grapes come through (Ooh-woo) First 48 and yellow tape keep you from comin' through I ain't been asleep in 'bout five days (Five days) My niggas crackin' card, they made five plays (Five plays) When I see you niggas man, you know it's die day (It's murder) And my niggas up with burners shootin' sideways (Doon-doon-doon) I know where you stay, and I know where you be posted (You posted) Lil Jugg got the Drac', we do drive-bys in a Rover (A Rover) I just sold an eight to a white boy in the 'Dova (A white) But really he just played 'cause it was some baking soda (Finesse) Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Skrrt, skrrt) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (Huh?) Made a hundred plays in the Focus (Skrrt) Gotta maintain, stay focused (That's on my mama) Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Word) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (I don't know ya) Made a hundred plays in the Focus (Skrrt) Gotta maintain, stay focused Ridin' in the fuckin' Bentayga (Yeah) Salt kill snails, not playas (Yeah) My baby mama with it, she'll mace ya Every nigga with me on that gang stuff Slaughter Gang, we came to shoot your kickback up (21) Nigga disrespect me, he get shit-bagged up (21) We done with her, come and pick your bitch back up (21) I ran off on the plug and I ain't even picked back up He got sent to the voicemail, he from Austell (Say what?) Niggas with that Instagram, I'm at your doorstep (21) Pump blew him in the kitchen from the doorstep (Damn) Bitch we bring that big smoke, I'm talkin' horse breath (Wham) Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Skrrt, skrrt) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (Huh?) Made a hundred plays in the Focus (Skrrt) Gotta maintain, stay focused (That's on my mama) Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Word) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (I don't know ya) Made a hundred plays in the Focus Gotta maintain, stay focused (Word word word) Coupe! Got the missing roof, your boo came up missing too Poof! I just stoled your boo, now ooh, she gon' eat the crew Bread up in the gang, you would think that Bagg was comin' through (Word) Smile in my face but like a plastic bag, I see through you Killers in my motherfucking circle (Yah) I bang the C, half a circle (Crip) It's first degree, I'll murk ya (Rahhh rahhh) Take your head off on purpose (Doon-doon-doon) Hah, y'all niggas know what the fuck goin' on nigga Nigga better stop playin' 'fore his mama end up layin', you heard me? Real, on crip nigga Whole lotta gang shit nigga, Grape Street nigga Hey, hey, yeah yeah yeah Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Skrrt, skrrt) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (Huh?) Made a hundred plays in the Focus (Skrrt) Gotta maintain, stay focused (That's on my mama) Riding in the motherfucking Rover (Word) Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (I don't know ya) Made a hundred plays in the Focus (The Focus) Gotta maintain, stay focused (That's on my mama)

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas on Yeah, yeah (Ooh) Yeah (6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, ooh) (6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, ooh) Yeah 901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side Oh well, fuck 'em dog, we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide 'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I lied Ayy, ayy, look who I'm around, man If I fucked up, I'ma be downtown, man Fourth floor bound, man, that's if I get caught, man Pushed me to the edge So it really ain't my mothafuckin' fault, man I'm not to blame, man This fucking industry is cutthroat, I'm not the same man And I can let you check the tag, now I'm rocking name brand I'm only chasing after bags now I got a game plan And I'm out here whipping boots 700, three high fives, look alive, look alive Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side Oh well, fuck 'em dog, we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide 'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I Bitch, come through, you, and you I'ma get the money, Dr-Dr-Drizzy get the loot Pull up with that Draco Play with Drake and I'ma shoot My weapon be an instrument I'll blow you like a flute Nigga play so he feeling it Pull up broad day with a K, I ain't shivering Drop a nigga like he littering We at the door like we the delivery He not a plug, he middle man That-that nigga brown like cinnamon I got the rounds like Sugar Ray Robinson Shot to the chest have you gasping for oxygen I'ma spray 'em, just like Febreeze Came a long way from sitting in the nosebleeds Now a nigga on the floor talking to the athletes Man I'm so close to the game I could steal the stat sheet 901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side Oh well, fuck 'em dog, we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide 'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I lied